LOGINDear readers, And that’s the end of it. Unbelievable, I know. I didn’t want to write an author’s note until I was absolutely finished with this, and now I am. The journey through telling the story of Hector and Layla has transformed me in ways I hadn’t thought possible—financially, mentally, cre
For years I had been afraid, unable to defend myself as people scorned me, and dictated who I was, where I stood. But none of that remained the case now. I had my mother, who was flawed and awkward, but perfect, I had a cousin who slightly terrified me. I had a grandfather, who had sacrificed h
Layla’s POV There was an edge of something dangerous in his tone even as he kneaded my ass playfully, and I shivered. My pulse raced. “I–It wasn’t intentional.” “Oh, I’m sure it wasn’t,” he murmured in something like pride. “My Little Wolf isn’t so little anymore, is she?” I swallowed in the
This time I forced my throat to open wider, taking him deeper, and Hector’s body bucked as my mouth worked over him; before I knew what was happening, he pulled away from me, grabbing me and throwing me back onto the bed. His weight settled over me as he pinned my wrists up over my head, and I ar
Layla’s POV Lust burned hot in my brain, making it impossible to think of anything beyond Hector. The feeling of his arms wrapped tightly around me as he carried me across Pack grounds, and his earthy wild male scent which left me powerless to resist his charms—all of these resulted in a sudden
“They WILL come, and right now you decide how ready you will be when they finally come at us.” She paused to let the meaning of her words sink in before finishing: “Now, I’ll invite my mother to come and take over; you can direct any questions you have at her.” The sound of a chair scraping acros
I could tell that he felt everything he was saying down to his marrows, and I sensed a flush creeping up my cheeks as the room fell silent when he trailed off.It was the first time I had heard anyone speak of me like this, and it left me with a giddy, light-headed feeling to think that someone as o
Layla’s POVSo now I was in a situation that I didn’t know how to get out of. As I sat motionlessly on the hospital mattress, staring blankly at the walls for up to ten minutes after Hector had left, I did some soul searching and realised that while the desire to escape the Pack was no longer as ur
The silence in the room was almost deafening to my ears as I stared at him, waiting for a response, and some time passed before he finally let out a low whistle.“Remind me to never get on your bad side, Spitfire,” he said.There was a note of admiration in his tone, and I felt my shoulders relax by
The few who caught me probably assumed that I was paying close attention because I was looking to be let into the ranks of the Pack warriors, and in another life they might have even been correct. The only obstacle I ran into was Lu, who seemed to be breathing over my shoulders at every possible op







